Cock Calls

This is a short little story about my life.

It started at an age I cannot even describe in this forum but I was assaulted by a stranger in a men's bathroom and was too young to have the capacity to even tell anyone about it.

My ignorant mother sent me into the bathroom to be like a "Big Boy", never even considering that a monster was lurking there.

After a long and difficult childhood I finally made it into adulthood and unbeknownst to me those times had crept into my sexuality, and I felt the call of cock.

I also quickly found out that predator's can sometimes spot people like me. I had some sort of look and I found that frequently I was targeted.

Now, I didn't know that I was targeted and just thought oooh, a cock, and sucked it.

Now as I reached a time in my life where I am "Married With Children", I still found that Cock Called to me.

One time my family and I were on vacation and it was late and I was driving to get to the next town I had to piss and everyone was sleeping when I stopped at a rest area. My wife woke up and said, "Where are we?"

I answered, "Piss stop. Be right back." I went in to the bathroom and mind you it was like one in the morning and I'm standing there pissing and the door opens and this black guy walks to the urinal next to me and, well, he acted like he was pissing but I could see his arm moving back and forth. I glanced over and he was looking at me smiling. All at once he backs away from the little barrier and he is pumping his uncut cock right there. I looked at it and then up to his eyes. He just said, "You want it?"

And before I even knew I did, I was going down on my knees.

I looked at this uncut black cock and all of a sudden it came to me. That my very first cock was also black. I grabbed it and in the very next second he moved forward and my mouth automatically opened. As his cock went deep into my mouth he chuckled and as his hands firmly gripped my head he said, "Now you suck it fast and hard. I'm not going to last long before my cum is in your belly," and he started moving my head back and forth as he fucked my face. He was going as deep as he could and was hitting the back of my throat. I gagged the first few times but with the angle that we had he couldn't go any deeper and he was going so fast that after the first few times it didn't bother me any more. All at once he increased the pressure on my head so hard that I could feel his finger pressing into my head and then He said, "Oh Fuck." And as he pulled me in tight so his cock was right at my throat he started spewing his load right down my throat. I just swallowed and swallowed and then after the third big spurt he pulled his cock out and shot the rest all over my face.

He laughed at what he had done and then said, "Damn you are one good cocksucker white boy. Now lick that piss hole, it's still dripping." And lick it I did.

He pulled away turned around still laughing and walked out the door.

I got up walked over to the mirror and looked at the cum all over my face. I turned the water on to wash it off and then stopped, looked in the mirror again, and then started fingering the cum into my mouth. And then after two swipes of that I stopped again. My cock was so fucking hard and I was so fucking horney, that with one hand I'm pulling my cock out and with my jack off hand I'm loading it up with "His Lube" that is all over my face and using it to pump my cock.

I looked back up at the spectacle in the mirror and just exploded. The first shot actually hit the mirror, the rest went all over the sink.

I quickly became aware of life, hit the water button and washed my face and ran like hell leaving my spunk all over that sink and mirror. I quietly got back into the car, started it and drove the the devil was on my ass, which really wasn't true. The devil had just shot his load into my belly.

I had an hour of driving time to think about what I had just done and in the quiet of the night I said to myself, never again. No more cocks.

I did get lucky that night and didn't catch any diseases and didn't get caught so the secret is mine to carry to my grave.

But now thirty years have passed. I am divorced, the kids are grown, married and gone into the big world and I am alone and content except for one small thing.

I still hear it calling me and I am thinking, "Hey, I did my duty and my time is winding down. Maybe just one more cock, just to see. Maybe a nice encounter with someone nice. I really like the thought of a sixty nine and when I watch the gay porn I always search for sixty nine.

Just the thought of some nice man exploding in my mouth as I explode in his, Well, it makes my cock hard just thinking about it.

Maybe...